Goodbye Night City Novels & Stories

All three were star football players at Terrell High, convinced that spending a night at the abandoned camp would be a piece of cake. They were wrong. Chapter 1 - The night was thick with cackling laughter and blood-curdling screams that would have sent anyone sane running for their lives. It was ten o’clock when the boys, their bags packed, said goodbye to their friends. The girls they were trying to impress cried, begging them not to go, calling them crazy. Ben just chuckled as he climbed into his new Chevy truck, Dylan and Mark piling in beside him. They drove off without a care in the world.

And to Vegas, it was a waste of time and a memorial for heartbreak. I was heartbroken, the tears wouldn't stop flowing, It flowed down to my lips and I could taste its saltiness. I was ready to move on. Fuck Chris and his bitches, fuck Las Vegas and its picturesque views. New York, here I come.

It’s the type of food that you won’t be able to resist when offered to you. I sighed and ordered the usual. It makes me sad that today is our last day and tomorrow, we’re gonna go back to the city. I’ll surely miss Sumilon Island, its turquoise seawater and fine sand. But I couldn’t say that this vacation kind of gives me relaxation. I mean, how can I relax when Jeremy is being like this? When he’s acting like. . . like he likes me? “You seem to be in deep thought.” Jeremy’s voice penetrated my mind. I looked at him and I expected him to stare at me but he didn’t. His eyes were just on his phone. How the hell did he know that I am in a deep thought?

Instead of releasing her grip, Gianna pulled out her phone and got Lorenzo on a video call. She put on teary eyes the moment the screen lit up, her voice shaking. “Lorenzo… Did I upset Naomi again? I was going to invite her to check out the penthouse you bought me, but she packed her bags to leave. She won’t visit you, and I can’t hold her back…” Lorenzo’s face was discolored on the screen, his arm wrapped in bandages. He didn’t even bother to ask why I was on the streets of Brooklyn with my bags in the dead of the night or whether I was freezing.

Even the sharp corners of tables and chairs were filed down. I lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. I felt hollow and lifeless. How could dying be this hard? I walked over to the window, my gaze falling on what used to be a vibrant garden. Once, it bloomed with roses—my favorite. But Maynard had burned them all down after Darlene pricked her finger on a thorn. I scanned the room, searching for something I could use to smash the window and escape. That was when the door creaked open.

He stopped and reminisced about the days they had in New York. He smiled bitterly, “I thought we had something special. Maybe you’re right Toby, whatever happens to us in New York, should stay there.” He stated in despair. Toby could see the pain in Ashton’s eyes. He patted Ashton's back and then said in a low voice, “To forget is the best way to go… You should stop this before things get out of hand or Xander learns about it.” Ashton nods. MEANWHILE… Inside the gala…

I opened the messaging app and typed: [Don’t bother coming. I’m already home.] I hit send. The screen went dark. The house fell completely silent. I leaned back on my couch and closed my eyes. The small, stubborn hope I held onto finally faded.

In the midst of closing the door and turning on the car, Argos knocked on my window. "There's a great diner on the main street called The Dark Room. Check it out if you have the chance," he said before walking away. In no time at all, I put the car into drive and started to drive down the long, round driveway, cranking up the radio and jamming to ‘I'm Gonna Show You Crazy’ by Bebe Rexha. Something about the song was relatable, and I couldn't help but sing along. As I got closer and closer to the town, I could feel the excitement in the air. As soon as I found a parking spot, I turned the car off, grabbed my keys, phone, and wallet, and exited. Taking a deep breath, I walked toward the plaza'

Nora asked. “Yes. I really don't know anything about any country.” “Atlanta.” Nora said randomly. “Atlanta? Where is that?” Lily asked innocently and Nora chuckled. “Its a city in the US. Georgia.” Nora replied. “Is it a fun place to visit?” “Of course. You will have fun, just mention the name to Axel, he will know places you guys can visit.” Nora explained and Lily smiled happily. “Okay, thank you, Nora.” Lily said and ended the call.

He crushed it. One small motion. One enormous consequence. Nova didn’t protest. She just nodded. And left them to the skyline. Together. In full view. No more fire. No more masks. Just the two of them Unburned. Unhidden. Unapologetically still standing. That night, the city didn’t sleep. Neither did they. Aria and Cassian remained in the penthouse, lights off, the skyline painting their skin in broken gold. There were no calls. No speeches. No more broadcasts. Only the low hum of a city trying to remember how to feel without permission.